Your Wind Flower, My Snow Moon

Your husband's Fenghua may be my wife's Xueyue. Whose new love is not whose old love? In love, there is no bottom line, no principles, everything is a lie told for love. When the tide comes, will it annihilate you or surround you and me? Wang Xue didn't know, but when she was standing downstairs in the community with her hair disheveled, facing the couple in front of her, she could only use all her strength to yell: "Get out of here!" This is another victim of an unfortunate marriage. In fact, marriage can be managed. Perhaps, you can't learn any skills, but you can see the shadow of so many people. A man can tell whether he is a human or a dog in an instant.